Woodward High School - Treasures Yearbook (Cincinnati, OH)

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a Bragdun, ,29 I Painted by Leo Page Fm,

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AN NIUAIL belapgmd Bay $IENucDm a f :3 -WO0DWADD HIGH SCHOOL NINETEEN 4?? HUNDRED 7 TWENTYNINE

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THE WINDOW THE dismissal bell rang. The day had been especially trying, .md as I shut;- d: mended the steps, iwndered if it was all worth while. Halfway akm-n l gwrd .and mechanically glanced at the memonal windw. Thea m swprise I Imdx'm again. A may ahaiftgqf sunlight had flltered through the gins. and smhou the central figuxe of thefdndow seemed transhgured. Truly, I had never appreciated the . hauty of the windtww before; and as my eyes wandered from the noble figure at William Woodward, standing in the prow of the small rowboat. gazing over the shores. 1; i t I Of our own MW!!! Ohio, my mind flirted aver the story of his life. How, as a. young ' ' ' man, he had some item Connectmut, westward; how he had bought wide farm lands a 3' . 1 . covering the m ground on which nu: scheoi today stands; how, through iabor and f diligence, he had become prosperous; and haw himseff childless, he had had the viskr': of greater oppmtunity for the children of other men And through Eoyalty to that, w'ainn, his dream had come true I looked at the fiveschool houses which adorned the horde: m' the. muted W 1nd as I looked, the windowseemed t0 gmw and expand; than the th of theme Em buildings came streams of young peopie, who muted mm mm the amt wak- alf Mi? And from the ceritral tigure came a vase, which said, Why are YIN My? What trivial troublegtburden your heart? Look dmmgh the windtww .md we? I loohed again atthe window, and I saw that stream of boys and girls fawn the doors of the hve bilildi-ngs spread itself over the whole world. I saw doctors in distant cities fighting the piagues 0f the eartha-e-I saw engineers -apanning gram riveraE-I saw teachers in schools and colleges unraveling the mysteries 0f the ages-I heart! the immortal music of great musiciansH-I saw clergyman eamv catty speaking the ward of qu-l saw, in countless homes, mothers of familiesel saw chemists in their labotatortee-J saw laborers at their humble tasks. And the Voice spoke again ' What is a man'sipersoml dzsappointment? What are-heartaches? What is future? Look through the mdow of your vision Win you leave your ghoul and say, 1 have failed, because I had no courage? Face your dtasulties smiie and serve yaw feliow- men! . - I came to myseif with a mm The M nf mnlight was gone: the wmdow seemed ' - as befm hut in my? heart ,1 knew it would ante! agam be a commonplace of the school to me The Spirit of William Windward had spoken NATALIE ATKINSUN, 79. Page Five